Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 208 Breaking the City (for Subscription)

It was night, Wang Shun was elected as the new head of the village, and immediately contacted several nearby villages that were oppressed and wanted to resist.

Fang Xian also secretly helped, pretending to be a ghost.

In the end, the six cottages made an alliance with blood, killed the officials and took an oath, and jointly rebelled against the Great Zhou.

The night was hazy.

In ancient times, it was difficult to transmit information, and copycats formed alliances quickly.

Moreover, even if there is a leak, the county probably just treat it as a joke, at most ordering to guard the city gate.

A group of mountain people sneaked down the mountain. They carried bows and arrows and held hunting forks. There were only two or three hundred people.

Fang Xian followed secretly, watching this scene, just shook his head.

In ancient times, there was a limit to the capacity of a cottage, usually hundreds of people, among which dozens of adults could fight.

Even if six cottages unite, they can barely make up such a rabble.

Not only is the equipment sparse, but more importantly, there is no armor.

When encountering a wave of arrow rain, it will probably collapse.

Not to mention, the ancient city, relying on the city wall for defense, as long as the defense is attentive, without ten times the soldiers, or planning for a long-term siege, it is difficult to attack.

Thinking about it, I know that facing such a group of mobs, the county magistrate in the city, relying on Da Zhou, was stupid to open the door and surrender. He will swear to the death and stick to it.

This is also for the sake of his family's wealth and life, no matter if he is fatuous or honest, he must choose this way.

And according to Fang Xian's observation, few of those mountain people really wanted to fight the county seat.

It's all about running away after going down the mountain to catch a wave of nearby big households.

After all, it is common for mountain people to be farmers when they are busy and bandits when they are free.

In this era, sometimes it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad, it is all for survival, nothing more.

"But I'm sure, if they go to fight the county... as long as they are discovered and a wave of arrows rains down on the city, they will collapse..."

Fang Xian stared at Wang Shun.

At this time, Wang Shun was wearing a bright red cloak, forcing a smile on his face.

How could he not know this, but the county had to fight.

Not to mention that he still has family members who need to be rescued, it is said that these mountain people and villages who followed him are mostly skeptical at this time.

Even if the blood is hot for a while, when the aftertaste comes, you may shrink back and betray.

You have to take advantage of this time to do "big things" together, and tie them tightly to your side, so that you can be considered safe.

Ordinary mountain people who loot villages around the county town can be regarded as bandits.

And attacking the county seat is a rebellion!

These are two different concepts, and they completely cut off everyone's retreat.

Wang Shun is not afraid of this, because he has long since lost his way out.

At this time, he brought his men and horses to the outside of the city gate, and gradually clenched his hands.

……

"Wang Shun only has the strength to fight. If he fails, he will have no chance..."

Fang Xian understood this very well.

So he came to the edge of the city wall.

The wall is not high, only a few feet, and it was easily climbed up.

"Who?"

A few gatekeepers were drowsy, when they saw a white ape rushing, they felt a little dazed and thought they were dreaming.

The next moment, Fang Xian used his fists and kicks to disperse the group of gatekeepers and open the city gate.

"The gates are open!"

"The gates are open!"

Seeing this, Wang Shun's eyes brightened, he got up and said: "Several village owners, the wealth, women, and armory in the city are all there, why don't you come with me to get them?"

How could several village owners not know the prosperity of the county?It's just that there is usually a city wall guarding it, so you can't get in.

At this time, God-given opportunity, eyes are a little red: "Let's go together, grab money, food, women!"

Immediately howling, a group of people rushed towards the open city gate.

……

County government.

At this time, the yamen had already been closed, and the county magistrate of Dazheng County, named Liao Qingchen, was sleeping soundly in his bedroom.

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise outside, and there was a knock on the door.

"what happened?"

He frowned, put on his clothes, stepped on his shoes and went out.

"My lord...the big thing is not good!"

As soon as the door was opened, a yamen servant scrambled in and said, "Bandits have entered the city! They are attacking the county yamen!"

"what?"

Liao Qingchen's face turned pale: "How is it possible? Who is the gangster?"

"It seems to be people from Baimao Village, and several other cottages joined forces...Master, what should I do?"

The yamen servant said with a mournful face.

"Damn it... Could it be that the official went to catch the culprit and forced the village to rebel?"

Magistrate Liao was a little regretful at this time, but more angry: "Where's the county lieutenant? Where's the county soldier? Where did they all die?"

There are hundreds of county soldiers in a county, even if they are few, and their equipment is much better than that of the mountain people.

"Those mountain people are very evil. They invited a white ape to help out. The county lieutenant died in battle, and the county soldiers scattered. Now the thieves are plundering the county..."

Another tolerance came back and knelt down to report.

"Damn..."

Liao Zhixian's forehead was full of sweat: "Fortunately, the county government office is closed tightly, and we can still hold on... Until tomorrow, the thieves will retreat... My officer, my officer... Why is my life so miserable!"

It is obviously a peaceful and prosperous age, how could there be rebels who broke through the county?
He couldn't bear such a big crime, and when he thought about it, tears were about to fall.

boom!
At this time, a loud noise was heard in the Yamen, followed by the cheers of the mountain people.

"My lord, it's not good, the yamen is broken! It's a monster, the white ape monster rushed in..."

There was a panic in the county office, and everyone scattered and ran for their lives.

Liao Zhixian didn't panic at this time. When he came to the back of the hall, he looked around and said, "That's all, that's all, this is also my destiny..."

He threw the cloth belt on the beam, ready to hang himself.

The county magistrate has the responsibility of guarding the land. If he dies here, he will be considered dead on the spot and will not harm his family.

If you dare to run, your whole family will be implicated!
Therefore, the only choice is to die!

"This county magistrate is a man!"

Not long after, Wang Shun came in and saw this scene.

In fact, no matter how impassioned the hanged person was, the corpse after death was extremely disgusting.

He glanced at it, not even interested in collecting the corpse, and told a mountain man next to him: "Everyone, take your things and prepare to evacuate!"

"The head of the family?"

A mountain dweller felt a little regretful: "This great city...such a nice house."

"Hey...it's good here, but we can't keep it."

Wang Shun shook his head, then sneered: "But one day, I will come back!"

……

The summer of the 63rd year of the Great Week.

Some mountain people attacked Dazheng County, Zhengyang Prefecture, Dingzhou, and plundered away overnight. The county magistrate and county lieutenant were all killed on the spot.

As soon as the news came out, the ruling and opposition parties were shocked.

After all, Da Zhou had just boasted that his rule was a prosperous age, and some county towns were breached, which was tantamount to a slap in the face.

Moreover, because it is mixed with monsters, auspicious legends and other legends, it has intensified and spread widely among the people, and the government has repeatedly banned it.

In Bailiang Mountain.

"The tribulation power... so rich and abundant..."

Fang Xian was entrenched on the bluestone and stood up suddenly: "The second transformation of Gangsha's nine transformations - invisible phantom, is done!"

(End of this chapter)